When the applause sounded, Alan raised his head. His ntal fatigue, Fendi's torture, and the various experints that the project team had done on him all made him physically and ntally exhausted. But he was still unwilling to fall, his will was still strong, even if he really wanted to close his eyes and faint. But Alan kept telling himself to cheer up and look for all the opportunities available. Even if this opportunity hadn't appeared so far, he wasn't willing to give up.
In this state, it is a hard job to concentrate. His will was like a cracked vase, barely sticking together. It was as if as long as he exerted a slight external force, the entire vase would be shattered. At this mont, when Alan was concentrating, it was as if he was reattaching the fragnts of will scattered all around him. It took him about two seconds. After that brief blank space, he saw Fendi.
Fendi was applauding with a mocking smile on her face. He had already changed into his black-and-white suit and put on his battle uniform and armor, looking as if he was facing a great enemy. No matter how arrogant Fendi was, he didn't dare to casually stand in front of Horn, so he put on this outfit again. After they were promoted from Fendi to Admiral, they were put on hold. If it weren't for Horn tonight, Fendy would have almost forgotten about them.
Behind Fendi were two Federation Major Generals, followed by a row of soldiers from the Iron Fist Legion. Looking at the formation, Alan seed to understand sothing. He laughed.
Fendy walked over, pulled his hair, and pulled Alan's head back. The butcher general sneered, "You look happy. You should be happy. I didn't expect there to be so many people who ca to save you. Who else do you think I saw besides your own people?"
"You look like you're ready to tell ," said Alan. "Why should I waste my ti guessing."
"Yes, I should have told you. Because I saw Mirren, your beautiful teacher's adjutant. There was also Horn, the patriarch of Beskard. Oh, no. Forr Patriarch. Because in order to save you, your grandfather would rather hand over the position of Patriarch and expel himself from the clan. "In this way, even if the Federation wants to pursue him afterwards, it can only pursue him personally, not Beskard as a whole!"
Alan was stunned. He didn't expect Horn to do such a thing in order to save him. Fendy let go of him and sneered, "But if that's the case, Horn and Mirren think they can save you, then they're looking down on too much."
He patted Allen's cheek and said, "Dear Mr. Allen, just wait here obediently." Wait for to bring Horn and Mirren's corpses before your eyes. Wait for to destroy everything I have to do with you, and then you will live the rest of your life in endless regret. At that ti, you will discover that you worked with from the very beginning and things would not have turned out as bad as they do now. "
"But now, it's too late. This prison will beco the grave of all of you!" Fendy pushed Alan and said to his n, "Let's go. Let's greet the respected Mr. Horn."
He glanced at Alan again before leaving.
After Fendi left, Alan slowly raised his head. Flas began to jump in his eyes, and the Heavenly Fla Origin Energy within his body gradually began to move. However, the helt on his head started to work as soon as the Origin Energy moved. Those electrode needles continuously released electric currents that rushed into Alan's brain, causing him to feel intense pain and also interfering with the movent of Origin Energy. But this ti, Alan did not plan to stop. He shouted loudly to relieve the pain caused by his brain. However, the flas in his eyes had already burned fiercely, and there was no sign of extinguishing them at all.
Grandpa's here. Everyone's here. They are fighting, how can I rest here? I have to do sothing, I have to do sothing Yes, I want to kill that guy! I want, kill Fendy! !
A voice shouted in Alan's heart.
On the surface of the ground, the battle was blazing.
The Federation Major General and Laura fought together. The storm caused by the collision between the two experts was enough to distort steel. Ordinary soldiers simply could not interfere in such a battle. The Origin Energy Bullet could not penetrate the Origin Energy Storm in the battlefield. As long as a person got closer, it would cause the violent energy turbulence to fly away, and even cause serious injuries. In the battlefield, the Federation Major General's eyes flashed with impatience. He was an expert who tended to be strong. In previous battles, he had been able to defeat the enemy with mad and fierce strength. An expert of his level carried with him a trendous amount of energy that was like a landslide.
However, no matter how powerful the energy was, it still needed to hit the target to be effective, and Laura was exceptionally agile. Her orc-like body possessed astonishing resilience, capable of making tactical movents that Major General hadn't heard of. She also had a superhuman reaction nerve, which allowed Laura to dodge Major General's fierce attacks by a hair's breadth. After this battle, the major general felt like he was bombarding a mosquito with cannons. More importantly, the heavy injuries that Horn had inflicted on him were beginning to show up bit by bit.
Laura is nimble, but that doesn't an her attacks are as light. On the contrary, every ti Laura's dark red longsword slashed, it would be extrely powerful and majestic. On her body, two completely different fighting styles, Light Spirit and Wild Fierceness, strangely rged together to form Laura's unique battle posture that was filled with tension and savagery. The Major General's heart was filled with bitterness. He didn't know where Alan had snared such an expert from.
However, Laura was not the one who gave him the biggest headache. What made the major general nervous was another sniper hiding in the shadows.
Sha Xue was wrapped in an indecisive cutting jet and swept across the bear's waist with extre ease. The Major General did not dare to use his body to experience the sharpness of the Blood Shatterer. Those cutting jets could easily cut through the Origin Energy Barrier. Thus, the Major General chose to retreat. Just as he raised his foot, a sharp pain ca from between his eyebrows. Without even thinking about it, he raised his arm and threw a punch towards the void above his head.
At the sa ti, a shrill howl sounded from the plaza of the Iron Prison. A conical ripple wrapped in Origin Energy Sniper Bullets could be seen with the naked eye as it whistled towards the plaza. The Major General's iron fist smashed into the sniper bomb with threads of lightning and fire. The collision between the two sides lit up with a dazzling light, followed by an earth-shattering explosion. The explosion caused a wave of fire to cover a space of about ten ters in mid-air. The flas were blocked by the major general's fist winds, forming an inverted semicircle in midair.
This was already the third sniper attack the major general had encountered. Although he had successfully intercepted it, he was shocked to the point of sweating. At this mont, the Major General's eyes blurred, but Laura took the opportunity to flash over. She raised her long legs and condensed them in midair before heavily kicking the Major General in the chest. Laura stepped on the impact ripples, and the Federation Major General was sent flying by an enormous explosive force.
He flew more than ten ters before falling to the ground. He felt his blood surge and he was unable to move for a mont.
Laura whistled to Regis and then retreated in the direction of the elevator. Adele was already near the elevator before her, and she reached out to press the button. When Regis arrived, the elevator opened. Looking at the traces of the battle in the elevator, Adele narrowed her eyes. She got into the elevator first, and Regis jumped in. Laura cut back and slashed at the pursuing soldier.
Imdiately, the sword light pierced through the air and struck a soldier. The soldier thought he was going to die, but he found nothing unusual. However, Laura's Origin Energy split into a dozen or so dark red rays that shot towards the surrounding soldiers before being transmitted again. After doing this three tis, the bodies of dozens of soldiers lit up at the sa ti. Then, flas rushed out from their mouths. Dozens of flas finally gathered into a flaming storm and exploded again, knocking a large number of soldiers nearby to the ground.
After Laura's fla transmission ended, when the soldiers regained their wits, the three of them had already taken the elevator to the underground prison.
"Stop chasing." The major general shouted, stopping the soldiers from continuing their pursuit. He shook his head, "The battlefield below is not one we can interfere in. Go back to your positions. We still have enemies to clean up "
"I don't think so."
Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded from behind the major general. The voice was close to his ear, making the major general clever. He roared and turned around, but this action had just been completed by less than a tenth. The Major General saw a multicolored light ribbon erge from his chest. This light ribbon that could not be said to be straight floated forward and gently sliced across the soldier's body in front of him. The soldiers stiffened and slid down. When their corpses fell to the ground, blood sprayed out from the smooth cross-section of their bodies!
The world in the Major General's eyes suddenly tilted and fell. When he discovered that he had fallen to the ground, he realized that his upper body had also been sliced open by that terrifying ribbon of light. He barely raised his head and saw a tall and handso man. His long black hair was hanging straight on both shoulders in the flas, and no matter how strong the night wind was, it could not blow a single strand of his hair. Without looking at the major general, he walked past him on foot. Only when he was far away did the Major General realize that the other side of the Iron Prison Gate was as quiet as the Ghost Domain.
In that direction, neither friend nor foe made a sound. Unfortunately, the major general died just like that. Otherwise, if he could take a look at the gate, he would discover that Sirius' commandos and the soldiers of the Iron Fist Legion had all turned into broken corpses.
Stark walked forward. The rest of the soldiers didn't dare to intercept the Demon King who had killed the major general and half of his comrades as soon as he attacked. Stark wasn't interested in attacking these people either, just like how people wouldn't intentionally trample on ants on the ground, especially when they were far away from him. He ca to the elevator and raised his hand. A ray of light flashed across the elevator. Then, the upper part of the ray fell and fell, revealing the pitch-black elevator shaft inside. He looked into the deep well, then bounced up and floated down.
As if he had no weight at all, his body fell very slowly. Stark's eyes sparkled in the stairwell. He looked down with rapt attention and said in a voice he could only hear, "Wait for , brother. Don't die until I get there."
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